Joke Thirty: A gift for a friend

[crazy_clownwoman]

 [A. Early Monday Morning: Action for istheatmosphere : Oh guess what! You're waking up now, on the ground in the middle of the park! Harley's in her clown costume and poking your shoulder. Man knocking people out and dragging their unconscious forms to a park is hard work.]

Hey, hey singing lady! 

[B. Action for poisonivyforyou : Red, Red! Somehow Harley managed to get you to wear a blindfold and is now dragging you towards a strange location. What are you getting yourself into?]

Come on Red!

[C. OPEN: Remember the park? How bland and boring it was? Well with the help of a magical singing lady, the park is now OVERGROWN with plants, everywhere. Harley is standing there in her clown costume looking pleased. Ivy may be around somewhere. Come up and ask where the jungle came from?]

[ooc: The park will be returned to normal by Tuesday of course.]

Comments

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? What's your real name then?

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

Uh, well, promise you won't tell anybody?

[Damn, Mart is too quick to trust crazy clown ladies.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Um...sure?

Is it a big secret?

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

Well, not really, I guess. Most of the kids back home made fun of me for it, and it's mostly expunged form my files and info and shit.

Y'see...

My mom originally named me Martha 'cuz she thought I was gonna be a mermaid.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

...aww.. that's mean of them.

Wait...why did she name you before you were born?

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

I dunno, my mom was kinda a hippie witch and thought it was going to be all sunshine and rainbowas and I'd be a little Ariel.

And here I am, the sharkboy people know and love today.